Friday, January 11, 2008

Where Are You Mary Poppins?

I've been so busy this week I haven't even had the time to fix lunch for my kid, much less blog about it.

Adam got tired of waiting for me to finish the laundry, writing thank you notes, organizing a birthday party, nursing a baby, mopping the floor, picking up toys, and scrubbing bathrooms so he got his own lunch today: a bag of chocolate chips. He even cooked them up in the brand new kitchen Santa left for him. Made it all pretty inside.

He will be three in two weeks. That means he won't be doing these kinds of things anymore right? .

How I Got Here

All my life I thought I'd be the perfect mother. I even majored in it. I aced all the child development classes I took toward my degree in, wait for it, Early Childhood Development and Elementary Education.
And then they were born. First Jacob, who is 8, then Adam, who is 4, and our biggest surprise, Elizabeth who is 2.
As much as I really wanted to be, I am finding out I am no June Cleaver. For starters, The Beav never had a baby sister.